Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Upon hearing Ye Qingyou's words, Jin Huan froze in place.

What's going on? Why is His Majesty acting like this again?

If that bitch Zhuohua speaks first, what room is there for me to refute her?

Jin Huan was about to speak again, but she was met with Ye Qingyou's fierce gaze.

He shrank back again, not daring to say anything.

Jin Huan lowered his head, and a strange thought suddenly came to his mind.

How could His Majesty change so suddenly? He used to be the one who favored him the most.

Hmph, as expected... that saying is true: the most ruthless family is the imperial family.

It must be that little slut Zhuohua again, trying to seduce the Emperor.

He loved wearing bright red clothes and parading around town, almost to the point of painting his face red, just to tell everyone that he was the legal wife.

Li Jinhuan looks very good in red clothes, but he never has the chance to wear bright red clothes again.

Jin Huan lowered his head, and in a short while, his thoughts surged like a tide.

"Yes!"

Zhuohua was also very surprised, even though His Majesty had entrusted her with the task of managing the harem yesterday.

However, he also knew in his heart that there were some things he couldn't do.

If Li Jinhuan hadn't gone so far, he wouldn't have hit him.

Now that Ye Qingyou has arrived, he had always thought that Ye Qingyou was there to support Li Jinhuan, but who knew that it wasn't like that at all.

Upon seeing this, a different emotion arose in Zhuohua's heart.

"Your Majesty has ordered strict management of the inner palace. Consort Li has been doing some things that are very inappropriate for her status..."

Zhuohua's two short sentences clearly conveyed what she wanted to say.

It's very simple. Li Jinhuan became arrogant because he was favored by the emperor. Even though he was just a nobleman, he started to act like an imperial consort.

If Zhuohua wanted to truly manage the harem, the first person she would deal with was Li Jinhuan.

"Your Majesty, what do you think?"

Zhuohua looked at Ye Qingyou with clear eyes.

"His Majesty--"

Li Jinhuan remained kneeling on the ground, his eyes brimming with tears and longing as he looked at Ye Qingyou.

"Li Jinhuan has become arrogant because of his favored status. He should reflect on his actions for a month."

After saying this, Ye Qingyou flicked her sleeve, picked up the teacup beside her, brought it to her lips, and took a small sip.

Upon hearing Ye Qingyou's words, Li Jinhuan knelt on the ground, his head bowed, making it impossible to see his expression.

Zhuohua was still dressed in red, sitting there as before.

His gaze towards Ye Qingyou softened considerably.

He had already decided that if His Majesty was not fair, he would stay in his palace and never think about these trivial matters again.

He held the title of "Imperial Consort" and died in the palace.

"Zhuohua, let's go!"

After Ye Qingyou finished speaking, she walked outside first.

Zhuohua followed at a leisurely pace.

Only after they had all left did Li Jinhuan slowly raise his head.

His eyes were filled with a fierce light, and there was not a trace of his previous weakness left.

"Please get up, Your Excellency, the ground is cold!"

The eunuchs on the side quickly came over and tried to help Li Jinhuan up.

"Get out of the way!"

Li Jinhuan reached out and shoved the eunuch who walked up to him aside.